Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up
Fuckin' Buddha comin' at'cha live
Direct with the biggest, fattest joint
Comin' in with Indo flavors
Fuckin' Buddha comin' at'cha like this, '95
It's Friday mornin', where the weed at?
Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack
'Cause I wanna get high like a plane
In the sky, with the Indo cloud in my brain
Where the fuck are my zig-zags and my lighters?
So I can roll it and set it on fire
Damn, I wish I had scissors 'cause the shit is so sticky
That it's gettin' on my fuckin' fingers
But it's smokeable, double tokeable
I got the one-hitter quitter Bombay shit that's tokeable
I wanna do a joint venture
Let me make sure there ain't no lump in the goddamn center
Impregnated lookin' joint, fuck it, I can smoke it and I still get faded
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
East Coast hittin' that blunt, West Coast hittin' that honeydip
Marijuana joint, then I want another hit
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
I wanna stimulate my mind so I toke it up
Can I get a hit? Can I get a hooh?
Gimme that fat bag of weed and the brew
So I can get faded, elevated
Smoke the joint down to a roach then I ate it
I stand true to the yesca, mota
As I keep runnin' from the Chota
Gimme dat weed fool and ya zig-zags
Puto, don't be holdin' out on the big bag
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
Direct with the biggest, fattest joint
Comin' in with Indo flavors
Fuckin' Buddha comin' at'cha like this, '95
It's Friday mornin', where the weed at?
Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack
'Cause I wanna get high like a plane
In the sky, with the Indo cloud in my brain
Where the fuck are my zig-zags and my lighters?
So I can roll it and set it on fire
Damn, I wish I had scissors 'cause the shit is so sticky
That it's gettin' on my fuckin' fingers
But it's smokeable, double tokeable
I got the one-hitter quitter Bombay shit that's tokeable
I wanna do a joint venture
Let me make sure there ain't no lump in the goddamn center
Impregnated lookin' joint, fuck it, I can smoke it and I still get faded
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
East Coast hittin' that blunt, West Coast hittin' that honeydip
Marijuana joint, then I want another hit
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
I wanna stimulate my mind so I toke it up
Can I get a hit? Can I get a hooh?
Gimme that fat bag of weed and the brew
So I can get faded, elevated
Smoke the joint down to a roach then I ate it
I stand true to the yesca, mota
As I keep runnin' from the Chota
Gimme dat weed fool and ya zig-zags
Puto, don't be holdin' out on the big bag
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Inhale, exhale
I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
I'm the freaker, I'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk
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Writer(s): Louis M. Freeze, Larry E. Muggerud
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